Stolen Heart

Chapter 14

***Mihlali's POV

My father is sooo overprotective and it's irritating at times while mom is kinda cool. I love my parents very much but they can be too much sometimes.

Dad : "Hlali where do you come from?"

Me : "I was with Asanda tata."  Yeah dad is xhosa and mom is Zulu so I'm used to juggling.

Dad : "After your exams , we will be off to eBizana for your ceremony yokukhuliswa kwakho."  He says looking at me intensely.

Me : "yes dad."  I leave him feeding his son. My mother gave birth five months ago to our little brother. I'm literally dead.

Before anything else , my name is Mihlali Busiswa Dutywa. The daughter of Khanyisa Ntandwenhle Dlamini-Dutywa and Lumko Sibabalo Dutywa. I'm the first born followed by my three troublesome & annoying siblings , Buhlebendalo Yonelisa ; Buhlebenkosi Yonela , they are 7 year old twins and then my small brother , Lwandile Sphokuhle and he is only five months.

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Me : "mommy"

Mom : "Anginayo imali Hlali."  She says not even looking at me but browsing through her recipe book and taking down notes. Her mama also does this.

Me : "mom! Come on! I just would like to talk to you."

Mom : "oh. Woza kuMama ke sthandwa sami"  she says putting her things on the side and opens her arms for me. I smile and go sit next to her. "Will we need tissues? Chocolate? Ice cream?" I laugh a little.

Me : "No mah , but I think you'll need a glass of wine." 

Mom : "uyabheda wena. Come on , talk to me"  she plays with my hair.

Me : [deep sighing] "uhm , Mah please know that I'm sorry. Yoh!" I keep doing some breathing exercises and mom is looking at me intently. "I'm not a virgin anymore" I say as fast as I could and then bite my tongue in anticipation. Mom releases a deep sigh while brushing my head

Mom : "I know baby. At first when I saw changes in your body , emotions, I didn't want to believe it , I hoped and prayed that it was all in my head but ke [shrugging] I won't lie to you , I'm very much disappointed in you. As a parent , you don't want your kids to grow up because we scared of this bad earth we live in. Sometimes I even wish that I could lock y'all up in a cage and go everywhere with y'all but as much as that sounds ideal to me but to you ut seems like I'm clingy or crazy , at some point I have to let you grow to your own person. [Sniffs] I'm not angry , I'm disappointed kuphela. Goodnight."  She removes me gently from her embrace and walks out the lounge sniffing.